Your shining eyes excite: <br />Those pupils, fathomless black, <br />That grab, and drag me down <br />Into bottomless pits; <br />Like magnets drawing me into deep radiance. <br /> <br />Your swirling, tumbling hair that makes me dream <br />Of cascading feathers wisping all over my face, <br />As leaning over you draw closer, <br />To kiss me with your moist, shimmering lips. <br /> <br />Those lips that pout their promise, <br />To cushion mine in hot embrace, <br />And pull me down a never-ending tunnel: <br />So deep to Ecstasy’s black space. <br /> <br />Your body is a flowing land, <br />A symmetry of mounts and vales: <br />Seductive wiggling curves, <br />With endless <br />Tapering <br />Legs. <br /> <br />Yet beauty’s bettered by your warmth, <br />For looks are just skin-deep, <br />It is your heart that I adore, <br />Your Love I wish to keep. <br /> <br />We should be soul-mates, you and I, <br />Of this I’m very sure. <br />With Hope, and Luck, <br />And not a little pluck, <br />Our Love can long endure. <br /> <br />If This doesn’t Pull her Nothing Will!<br /><br />Paul Butters<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-230/
